Chicken Pox Survival: A Beta Mummy Guide.


Chicken pox is one of those crappy rites of passage we go through as parents – along with weaning, potty training, accidentally ingesting a bit of your child’s puke (no? Just me?), etc.  We have recently been through this particular delight, so I thought I’d write my very own Beta Mummy guide to coping with it.

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Beta Mummy’s Attempt at Leaving the House


Leaving the house becomes a military exercise once you have children. A military exercise that involves pain, carnage, tears, shouting, and possibly loss of life, or at least loss of the will to live. These days, I have one child to get to nursery, one to get to school, and myself to get to work. Thanks to “flexible working”, I…

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Beta Mummy gets Board to Death


I used to love a good board game, me. Scrabble, Monopoly, Rapidough – there’s a game for every sort of occasion, from a cosy Winter’s afternoon in with your love, to an increasingly-drunken night with your best mates.  Sigh.  I can’t remember the last time I played a proper grown ups game.  Now my occasional forays into board games involve…

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Say Mama…or Why Does Daddy Get All The Glory?!


What were your babies’ first words? My babies are not really babies any more.  I am Mum, not Mummy or Mama.  At the time of writing they are 3 and 5 years old, and smelly and argumentative.  They answer back, dispute just about everything I say, and scream and shout until I genuinely have to insert ear plugs. But once…

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Christmas gifts for Beta Mummies


My family keeps pestering me about what I’d like for Christmas this year, and I always struggle to come up with ideas. Let’s be honest, I have everything that I need, and lots of things that I don’t need, and I think I’m getting to an age where accumulating “stuff” no longer floats my boat. However, I asked my lovely…

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doodle showing bedtime in the Alpha house and the Beta house. You can guess which one is a more relaxing affair...

Bedtime with Alpha Mummy & Beta M-zzzzzzz


Bedtime.  Most days I look forward to the sweet release of death bedtime by about 9:30am.  I love the very bones of my children, but my god, by the time about 5pm comes around I am ready to commit some sort of crime.

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Alpha Mummy having coffee (decaff) with her little angels, whilst Beta Mummy is receiving an intravenous coffee as the feral children run riot.

COFFEE! Screams Beta Mummy. Coffee NOW!


I love a good coffee shop, me.  Whenever I get some child-free time, I inevitably scurry off to my favourite independent cafe, where I can have a lovely hot cuppa and eat a nice piece of homemade cake in peace.  I have spent many a happy hour doodling and writing in a coffee shop, fueled by caffeine and cake.

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